A strand of silver hanging through the sky
You've got to understand we must remain
I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow
(Echo of your past)
I am returning the echo of a point in time
A thousand warriors I have known
The voice of ages in your mind
Distant faces shine
Your tears are lost in falling rain
And if you hear me talking on the wind
And if you hear me talking on the wind
Perfect strangers
All my life I am the echo of your past
Is aching with the dead of the night
And cold spirits of ice
Precious life
You've got to understand we must remain
All your, all your life shadows of another day
A thousand oceans I have flown
And laughing as the spirits appear
Touching more than you see